[Congratulations, host! The task is 100% completed. You have gained: 10 million, +2 mind, +3 body.]]
"B-boss..."
James immediately fell down on his knees and hugged Andrew's legs.
"I'm so sorry! Don't take this job from me, I beg you, sir!"
Oh, how the tables have turned. Andrew wanted to say.
He could vividly remember how he also begged like that before to him.
He needed a job at that time, but in his second week, a guest knocked down a vase and blamed it on him.
He begged like that for him to not fire on because he needed the job, but like a deaf man, he still did.
It was the hardest time of his life at that time, and he couldn't eat for a whole week because he didn't have money to fund his food.
He held grudges against this man, and he could feel it until now.
"I have a family, sir! I do my job well! I know everything about running this bar, don't fire me!"
He was bowing multiple times, as if headbanging on the floor, repeatedly begging and apologizing for what he had done.
Noel was uncomfortable with what he was doing, but he knew deep inside that this kind of desperate look on him suited him best.
He also did the same to most of them—those he knew would not be strong enough to counter him.
But now, he found his match.
"Stand up there."
Andrew pulled his leg from his hold and stepped away a little far from him.
James stood up slowly with tears brimming in his eyes.
He couldn't quit now.
He had been working on this job for ten years already, and looking for another job because pride was not practical.
"I will not fire you,"
Andrew decided, and James' eyes shone with hope and happiness.
He showed again in gratitude muttering thankfulness and gratitude words multiple times.
But Andrew wasn't done yet.
"But Noel will take over your position and you will be in Noel's."
Noel's eyes widened as James' squinted and his brows furrowed.
Noel's job was the lowest position, while James was the highest.
Interchanging it was the same as him being fired.
"Boss, Noel doesn't know anything about my work.
He'll mess up this bar, I'm telling you in advance already.
We can reduce that risk if you'll let me stay."
Andrew glanced at Noel.
He knew that he was capable of doing everything by himself, even doing the highest job.
He even frequently does the job of the manager, but as always, James took the credit when the result was good, and he blamed Noel when it was wrong.
"I'm pretty sure Noel can do it.
And I'm certain that you will also do well in your new job.
Anyway, it's either you accept it, or you'll resign.
Just remember that I'm not firing you."
"No, boss! I'm going to do it! I'm going to do it!"
Andrew grinned.
"Alright, then. Start your work now. I'm going to look around for a bit again. Come with me, Noel."
"I can also come with you, sir. I know everything-"
"Unless your name is Noel, then you can't come with me.
Just focus on cleaning every nook and corner of this bar, okay? I'm sensitive of dust."
Andrew walked past James without hearing his call.
He had his chin up and a triumphant smile was plastered on his face.
Noel also followed behind him.
"Please lead me to the main bar."
He told Noel as they went in the elevator and headed to the bar.
"Thank you, sir, for promoting me not just a position higher but the highest position in this place. I will forever owe it to you."
"It's nothing, Noel. I know for sure that you can do the job better than James."
Noel had always been wanting to be promoted, but he lost her hope when the manager always picked on him since James was jealous of him.
But now that Andrew gave him a chance, he wouldn't let it slip and wouldn't disappoint him.
"I will devote my whole service to you, sir."
Noel vowed in his head that he would certainly give all of his best for Andrew, the only person who believed in him.
He couldn't wait to tell her family about the turn of events and the good news.
[Noel Collins, 24 years old, a breadwinner to a family of six.
[Balance: 1,049,000,000
Mind: 23 (normal)
Body: 17 (Weak)]
[Congratulations, host! You have gained a trustable person at your back.
For this, the system has rewarded you with additional five million dollars.]
Andrew was amazed.
Instead of having his balance deducted, his money even increased.
And what amazed him more was the fact that it was counting the attraction the people he was interacting with.
It would lessen the chance that he would be cheated on like what Miles did.
"Here is the main bar, sir. The most visited floor by our guests."
When they arrived, he was in awe.
He knew now why this bar was only for the rich.
With his months of helping there, he hadn't come to this floor yet because he was assigned to cleaning the rooms and there were other staff assigned to this bar.
But now, he was thankful that he didn't see it before because he was utterly surprised and delighted.
Noel just took him there and he immediately went out to fix the paper for transfer.
There were a lot of people, mostly men and certainly rich men who were drinking expensive alcoholic drinks from the counter.
It was also noisy—filled with laughter, chatter, various interpersonal games, and the song playing in the background.
His eyes found Grace's eyes in front.
She was currently singing a slow love song that gave off a relaxing atmosphere despite the heat from the alcohol.
He chose the table at the very far left in the corner to hide himself while he enjoyed Grace's singing and dancing performance.
It was beautiful and alluring.
No wonder why the bar contacted her to sing for the bar because her voice sounded mature and addictive, perfect for a bar like this.
"Just earlier, I beat Andrew into a fight.
He got blood all over his face while I was unscathed.
He even threw a punch like a weak girl.
Also, if you were there, you would have been rolling on the floor of laughter by seeing his betrayed face when Miles chose me over him.
He looked like a cat kicked out by his owner."
Andrew's ears perked upon hearing that disgusting and irritating voice near him.
He looked behind him and saw Har with a few men drinking with him by the table.
He was telling the story about what happened at the school and how he beat Andrew, had Miles betrayed and cheated on him, and had sex with Miles in the library.
"Did you really do it there?"
"Yes! Holy moly, I should have videoed it because Miles was so hot while riding me!
If not for that poor bastard, we would have had multiple rounds."
Andrew was beyond disgusted.
He didn't want to hear any of that, but one thing was for sure, Har was really a kiss-and-tell kind of person.
"Ain't that woman your liking? She looks interesting."
Har looked at the woman on stage where one of his friends pointed.
It was Grace Anderson, attractively singing and reducing everyone at the bar.
A small smirk formed on his lips as he watched her intently, unconsciously licking his lips.
He felt like his throat was being parched by the hotness of her performance so he drank half of the full bottle of hard drinks.
"I've been pursuing her before but she's so hard to please. She's not even rich to reject me and my money!"
He proposed to her multiple times already.
Grace was famous despite her social status, but he was ready to support and give her everything if she would offer herself to him.
But she frequently rejected and refused him, the very first person to ever do that.
Har drank and drank while watching her intently.
Until he got too drunk and not in full control of his mind anymore.
Andrew was peacefully enjoying his food and drinks when he saw Har making his way in front of the stage.
Everyone watched him as he took the mic from Grace's hand and laughed at it like a lunatic.
"Everyone! This freakingly beautiful woman, look at her!
Look at her full breasts that I'm sure are fluffy and squeezy perfect for my hands.
Look at her white legs, hmm... Tell me, I'm not the only one who's turned on watching them right?"
"What the hell are you doing!?"
Grace asked in full anger.
Her face became red in both embarrassment and anger toward this man who was obviously disrespecting her.
"What I'm doing? Well, I'm claiming you."
Har pulled Grace by the waist and kissed her hard in front of these rich men.
Instead of helping the poor girl crying for help, they seemed to be enjoying the show their fellow rich man had caused.
They were even cheering for him as if this was their first time seeing a man and a woman kissing.
Andrew, however, vividly saw the tears falling from Grace's eyes as she tried to push Har away from kissing her and grabbing her butt.
It was too much for Andrew's eyes, so he took the bottle of wine on his table and threw it exactly right on Har's head.
"The fuck!?"
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